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I Can't Stop

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So warm, the addictions embrace,
Where calamity leaves me in the fulfillment of yet another craving.

Cleanliness left me long ago, dear mother,
when first you bathed me with ice and mad ranting

Sugar coated was the way we liked it in the gingerbread house,
with a chilling cherry on every top.

I still can and chose the memory of the bones
as they cuddled in my bruised and trembling hands.

I still recall the first of them all...
how the warmth left them like the life in their eyes.

How I danced in my out of body experience,
with myself, as we celebrated the night away.

I remember, dear mother...don't you? Why did you construct
your baby into the monster you so fear?!

Who were you to play the role of Victor?!
To make such horrid thing that I know in the darkest mirror?!

Why should it end here? Why not watch
the play you wrote to it's electric end?
A poem from the point of view of a killer, or simply a deranged and lost human being.

"Playing the role of Victor" is an allusion to Victor Frankenstein, from Mary Shelly's classic horror novel. I wanted this poem to relate very much to Frankenstein, because for all monsters, we must blame their human creators. "The electric end" is primarily a reference to the electric chair.
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sakunokishimori's avatar
I loved the imagery, the perceptions you brought upon the the readers.. they're captivating. Indeed, sometimes the destruction that occurs are to be blamed on the victims themselves as they have brought it upon themselves. I also love how well you write with the view of a supposedly heartless killer as just a lost soul. Good job!